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Two years and nine months later...

Flora

I remember it was a noisier day than usual at the daycare. The kids were buzzing with the excitement of the ice cream party we had just had. Eddie was two now, meaning we had been away from Magix for over two years. The boys said they'd be gone for two years. They said they loved us and we should trust them.

"Auntie."

I felt a tugging on my skirt as I looked down and saw a head of dirty blond curls. Artemio, Stella's youngest, had a handful of the red fabric balled up in his pudgy fist and he was looking up at me with round yellow eyes.

"Hello, Arty. Do you need something?"

"Where's Lilly?"

I scanned the room for Apolline, his problematic twin sister, looking for a high brown ponytail held up with an obnoxiously pink scrunchie. Finally, my eyes landed on a little girl walking around the toy box grabbing all the toys and putting them back in, causing a big commotion with all the other kids.

"One moment, Arty. I think your sister is trying to monopolize the toy box."

I rushed over to Apolline and hurried to redistribute the toys before anyone started crying. The day was over and I just needed to get through pick-up without any issues. As the parents came through to sign out their toddlers, I couldn't help but notice all the fathers who came to get their kids.

My triplets were too young to start asking daddy questions, but I knew it was only a matter of time. Verano was already asking questions about Father's Day, and sooner or later Otoño and Primavera would catch up with her. The question for me was, would I ever be able to give them an answer?

The boys would be back in Magix around now, if they were telling the truth about the time allotment of their mission, but so much has changed. Would they like the kids? Would they be the same men they were when they left? Would they still love us?

No, Flora, stop being silly. Of course he loves me.

I took a deep breath to calm my swirling thoughts. Thankfully Bloom and Musa walked in the door at that moment so I was saved from my downward spiral.

"Hey, girls. How was work?" I said as I led them past the counter to where the kids were.

Bloom smiled as her twins ran to hug her around her legs. Musa grinned as well as Tessitura rushed to show her something she had colored earlier.

"It was good. There was some fundraiser going on, so the place was packed," Bloom said, looking just as ragged as she sounded. Her hair had started off in a ponytail but had now fallen into something in between and her uniform was covered in fruity stains. Her mascara was also smudged.

I waited until the kids ran to grab their things from the cubby holes to ask her, "Bloom, were you crying?"

"What? Oh, yeah. I was just telling Musa about how earlier I was thinking that now that Eddie's two, the Specialists should be back in Magix and- I don't know, I guess I'm not ready for what that might mean."

Musa nodded sympathetically. I tipped my head in confusion.

"What do you mean, Bloom?"

The redhead sighed. "I know he's the father of my children and I love him, but I can't help but be angry at him for not being here for this. I know he doesn't know- we didn't get to tell them- but I don't know if I can handle him just waltzing back into our lives like he was here the whole time when in reality I was changing diapers, I was fixing breakfast, I was working minimum wage, and I was raising our kids while he was off doing God-knows-what and I just- I'm sorry. That sounds so awful. It's stupid, I know."

Musa put a hand on her shoulder. "No, no, I get it. You want the kids to know their dad, but at the same time, you don't want all of this work to be for nothing. Trust me, no one can take these three years away from you."

I rubbed my arm sheepishly. "I was just scared he wouldn't even want to come back into our lives."

Bloom gasped. "Flora, no! Helia would never abandon you or his children. In all the time I've known him, he was never the type to just leave when the going got tough. Especially not where you're involved."

Musa laughed dryly and added, "Yeah, that's more commitment than I'd ever get from Riven."

"No matter what, you'll always have us," Bloom promised, pulling Flora and Musa into a hug.

"Mother!" a little voice shouted. We turned as Tecna walked in the door and Eddie launched himself at her.

"Hello, darling. How was your party?"

The newly minted two-year-old babbled about the ice cream party as he went to get his things from his cubby. While Eddie was distracted, Tecna joined us in the group hug.

"I've had such a long day," the technology fairy groaned, squeezing her way into the middle.

We all laughed. I wasn't scared of what was to come because I knew that whatever came my way, I'd have these girls by my side.

Aisha

Three years have passed since the boys went on their mission, since we found out we were pregnant, since we left for Earth. It was hard, living in Gardenia where nobody knew each other but everybody knew each other's business. People on the street looked down their noses at us once they heard our story, even more once we started showing. It was hard being an outcast, even with the girls and Bloom's parents and this nice fairy we met named Roxy standing with me. Being in the Winx Club had gotten me used to always being on the good side, being loved everywhere we went. In the beginning, I felt very alone, hating the world and the card I'd been dealt. As a water fairy, drowning wasn't a feeling I'd ever felt, but the feeling of having the whole world against me was pretty damn close.

We took fake last names- mine was Aisha Knowles- and fake backstories- we were pregnant teens who were sent for away to protect our families' reputations- and we had to give up magic for good. It was difficult throwing away such an integral part of my life, but Bloom and her parents helped us through it. While we were there, we met a nice fourteen-year-old girl named Roxy who worked at the Fruity Music Bar and gave us all jobs as waitresses while we tried to find more stable professions. Turns out, she was a fairy of animals, but it was a pretty uneventful discovery seeing as she decided to stick to her normal life on Earth. Still, it was nice to talk someone like us who wasn't judgmental of our condition.

Mike and Vanessa were kind, if inexperienced with pregnancy. They let us stay in their house until the end of the year because ten days before Christmas Bloom gave birth to bald and blue-eyed twins Alexander and Isabella Spears and the house got even smaller. We were already pushing our luck with a house full of six girls teetering on the edge of giving birth. Two babies added to the mix was what made us realize that we could not go on living like this once the other babies arrived. We spent the Christmas season house shopping. The one thing we were looking for was a place big enough for all of us to raise our kids, but the options seemed few and far between. We were getting nervous that we wouldn't find a place before we gave birth or, even worse, we would have to get separate places. Our worries weren't calmed until we received a tip from Flora's employer Mrs. Tildwater, the kindly old owner of the daycare Carriage House, that a large studio was being sold about a block away from the daycare. It had two floors, the bottom floor decorated as some sort of giant office/playroom and the top floor set up as four separate living spaces. Apparently, it was supposed to be some modernized daycare/learning center that was driven out of business by the more old-fashioned Carriage House and was being sold for cheap because it was so out of the way of the city. It was everything we wanted, away from the turmoil of city life but close enough to the lives we had started for ourselves.

We moved in right after Christmas, which was lucky because January saw the birth of little Tessitura Liu, Musa's daughter. She had navy blue hair that stuck up like static and sparkly magenta eyes that made us all a little nostalgic. The February following hosted the arrival of my little Bay Knowles, a long and thin baby with a full head of curls. After Bay, they were practically born one on top of the other. Next was Flora (Lopez) with triplets that each had thick heads of different hair colors: Verano had black hair, Otoño had brown hair, and Primavera had honey blonde hair. Then there was Stella's twins Apolline and Artemio Diaz, the most photogenic newborns I had ever seen; like yin and yang, Lilly was dark and outgoing and Arty was light and subdued. Lastly came Tecna's little Eddison Moore with a fine shock of pink hair on his head that scared the doctor half to death. Three years later and a house full of teenagers and two-year-olds was as crowded as it sounds. Still, we found moments of respite.

"Bay! Share with Tess!" I called from the patio, a sunhat on my head and a glass of lemonade in my hand. I clinked my glass with Flora's as she came to sit with me and the rest of the Winx.

Bay looked up from the sandbox with a smile that melts my heart every time and said, "Okay, Momma."

Had you asked me three years ago where a saw myself at nineteen years old, I would have told you I'd be preparing to take the throne of my realm with Nabu at my side. I would never have imagined myself here, drinking lemonade with the girls while watching our two-year-olds splash in their kiddie pools and play in the sandbox in the backyard of our shared home on Earth with no Specialists in sight. Then again, life has a funny way of playing things out.

"And so then I told him, I may be his secretary, but I am not and never will be his plaything," Tecna said, ending her story. "Then I quit."

Bloom leaned forward in her chair and asked, "You quit? Just like that?"

Tecna took a sip of her lemonade and answered, "Of course. I wasn't going to let that man treat me like that."

"No, of course, it's just," Bloom paused as she searched for her thought. "Where are you going to find another job?"

Tecna shrugged. "I don't know, but I'll figure something out. I think the law firm near Eddie's speech therapist is hiring. It's kind of disappointing though. The I.T. guy at my old job was kind of cute."

Flora blushed and giggled, "Oh goodness!"

That made us all laugh, but I noticed Stella's laugh was somewhat nervous. I glanced at my friend, who was wearing the most extravagant sunhat of us all, and her topaz eyes were darting around anxiously. Sensing my friend's discomfort, I announced, "Stella, come to the kitchen with me to get some more lemonade."

"Sure. Girls, watch Lilly and Arty for me. I don't want them switching clothes again."

In the kitchen, Stella busied herself with looking for the pitcher of lemonade.

"Stella, what's wrong?"

The light fairy jumped and hit her head on a shelf in the refrigerator. Turning around while rubbing the back of her head gingerly, she asked, "What do you mean? Nothing's wrong."

I rolled my eyes. "Stella, I know you. Why did Tecna's quitting story make you so uncomfortable?"

Stella sighed and closed the fridge. "It wasn't her quitting story, it was what she said about the I.T. guy. It's been nearly three years since the Specialists left and you have all moved on so well, but me? I promised him I would wait until he returned and I can't seem to get past that."

"Stella, you can't be mad at Tecna for-"

"I'm not- I'm not mad at Tecna. I want her to have every happiness imaginable. I'm jealous of her and you and everyone else, because you aren't held back by the past. I want to move on."

"I can't blame you for still loving Brandon. I still love Nabu in my own way."

Stella shook her head and said, "But they disappeared for two years."

We both looked up at each other at the same time. By the look in her eyes, I could tell we had reached the same conclusion.

"It's been three years," I said quietly. "That means..."

I didn't finish for fear of getting my hopes up.

Just then, Bloom walked into the room with Alex and Bella in tow.

"Hey, guys. I just came to see what was taking so long." The redhead suddenly noticed the silence and asked, "What's with the long faces?"

I turned to her and repeated, "It's been three years."

I could see the realization dawn on her and she sent the twins back outside.

"Are you talking about...?"

Stella and I nodded. Bloom looked bewildered.

"I haven't thought about that in ages."

Stella muttered, "I think about it every night."

Bloom nodded in understanding. "Sometimes I wonder what I'd say to Sky if I saw him again."

I turned to face Flora, Musa, and Tecna as they walked in. Musa suggested, "Why don't you?"

Bloom raised a skeptical eyebrow. "You mean see Sky again?"

"We've all thought about it. Why not go back to Magix?"

Tecna shrugged and said, "Since I quit my job, there's nothing tying me here."

Flora chimed in, "Carriage House won't miss me."

"Fruity Music bar can find another DJ," Musa offered.

"And another waitress," Bloom added.

I laughed. "I guess the gym has enough personal trainers without me."

Stella looked at us in shock. Her eyes started tearing up when she asked, "Wait, are we seriously doing this? Are we going back to Magix?"

Tecna

One call to Faragonda and one step through a portal later and we were standing in the quad of Alfea. As the girls talked to the headmistress, I watched Eddie and Alex poke at a color-changing flower in awe. At only two years old, I knew they probably had no idea what they were seeing, but I still felt a pang in my heart that we kept them from their true heritage for so long. Magic ran through their veins and behind their eyes and they had no clue.

"So these are the children?" Faragonda asked excitedly as Apolline and Artemio toddled over to Stella. "They are so beautiful, Stella."

Stella beamed proudly. "Thanks, Ms. F. It runs in the family."

"That it does," Faragonda said. "Both sides of the family."

Stella's smile died a little as we were all reminded of Brandon. Faragonda continued on in spite of our sudden silence.

"And Tessitura, was it?" she asked, turning to Musa. "She has your pigtails and his eyes."

Musa smiled halfheartedly at the compliment, the mention of Riven dulling her mood as it had over the years of his absence. When Faragonda turned to address Flora, I placed a comforting hand on Musa's shoulder. She gave me another sad smile. I understood. Even now, as we were waiting to see the boys again, the reminder that they had ever left at all stung.

"And wow, triplets?" Faragonda continued, beaming at Verano and Primavera as they toddled around Otoño who was crying for some reason or another. Flora nodded, smiling good-naturedly and lifting Toni up onto her hip to get him to stop crying. "I believe Saladin had cousins that came in a set of three. Must run in Helia's family."

Flora's eyes widened at the information that Helia had apparently never shared with her, but she covered it up quickly and laughed nervously, "Yes, it must."

Tess and Bay ran by during their game of tag. Faragonda asked, "So, Aisha, is he showing signs of potential magic like his father?"

"What? Oh, um, it's too soon to tell," Aisha answered awkwardly.

Turning to Bloom, Faragonda said, "Your twins are practically vivacious. It's funny how Alexander looks like you but acts like Sky, and Isabella looks like Sky but acts like you. Have you ever noticed that before?"

Bloom nodded stiffly. We had all noticed that, but we never mentioned it. I waited with bated breath as she inevitably turned to comment on my son.

"Oh, Tecna," she gasped as her eyes landed on my little boy still inspecting the flower, his round wire-frame glasses slipping down his nose. "He's the spitting image of Timmy, just with pink hair. But that face? Unmistakable."

I thought I had better control over my emotions, but my eyes misted over and my voice cracked when I replied, "I know."

Faragonda noticed and carefully examined my face. After a moment of inspection, she stated, "They don't know."

"Who?" I asked after sucking in a shaky breath as I fought back tears. "The boys or the kids?"

"Both."

"Oh... no. They don't."

Bloom finally took the reins of the conversation and interjected, "That's actually why we're here. The two years have passed and..."

"You're here to see the Specialists," Faragonda finished, filling in the blanks herself. We all nodded tentatively. "Well, I haven't seen or heard of their return, but if anyone knows for sure, it's Codatorta. He is the mission's director. I can watch the children while you fly there."

I looked around at my friends, asking the same silent question. There was hope in our eyes for the first time in ages. We might finally see the boys again. Questions of what we would say when we finally saw them again and the what ifs of the situation could wait for later. For now, there were only silver linings in our sky. Speaking of the sky...

"Wait, we get to fly again?" I asked, a smile spreading across my face before I could stop it. We all shared nearly manic grins.

"Magic Winx! Enchantix!"

Stella

We landed in Red Fountain whooping and cheering. I know I have a fear of heights, but I adore the feeling of the sun pressed up against my back and nothing but open air beneath me. One day, hopefully, my daughter would experience the same feeling.

As we landed, however, I suddenly felt the familiar feeling of all eyes on me.

"Uh... girls?"

"I see it too, Stell," said Musa, looking around warily.

The boys of Red Fountain were just staring at us slack-jawed in shock. It seemed that whole school population just so happened to be outside when we arrived. The frozen silence was so unbearable and I wished someone would say something and break it. Careful what you wish for, I guess.

"Oh. My. Great. Dragon," said one boy finally. "It's the Winx Club."

Next thing we knew, teenage boys were descending upon us like some sort of feeding frenzy. One boy kept asking if we were real and I heard another shout "I touched her wing!" I fought to fly out without hurting anyone, seeing as they were just over-enthusiastic fans and in their defense, we had disappeared for almost three years. Still, they were getting a little too grabby.

"I like attention, but this is a little much," I quipped as a hero shoved a camera in my face.

With a whoosh, I flew up out of the crowd and joined Aisha and Flora in the sky. The other three followed soon after. We looked down at the masses who were pulling out phones and video cameras. Great. In a matter of seconds, the whole dimension would know where we are.

"We'd better make this quick," Tecna observed, coming to the same conclusion as me.

We all zoomed towards Codatorta's office, leaving the heroes in awe.

As we flew through the halls- single file since our Enchantix wings are so big- memories of my time here bombarded me. Through every door I saw his dorm room and in every face I saw his chocolate brown eyes. One portrait on the wall looked so much like his smile I had to blink and shake my head or I would have run into Aisha who was flying in front of me.

His face had haunted me in the three years he had been gone. Everywhere I went I saw him. Just last week I had assaulted a poor cashier who came up behind me at the grocery store, because he had brown hair and I could have sworn...

Sleep wasn't a respite either, seeing as him leaving replayed over and over in my sleep with every other alternative ending to the story, but they still all end with me crying. My only oasis in the past three years had been my precious twins, Apolline and Artemio. Even then, Lilly had his hair and his eyes and Arty had his smile and his nose and together it was like facing him again.

To think, I might have faced him again. I was so close.

Bloom

The doors of Codatorta's office slammed open as we flew in, trying desperately to out-race the heroes chasing us with questions. Throwing our full weight against the door, we sealed them shut with a spell and turned to the mission director's desk with chests heaving and sweat dripping down the sides of our faces. I didn't realize how out of shape I was until just then.

"Winx!" the burly man exclaimed. "You're back! I must tell Faragonda! Where have you-?"

"She already knows," I said, cutting him off with a wave of my hand. "We came to see the Specialists."

I stood as confidently as I could in a dress made of flower petals as I waited to see the man I admittedly still loved. What would I say when I saw him? What would he think of Alex and Bella? Do I let him back into our lives? Doubts from earlier started to resurface in my mind.

Codatorta sighed in a world-weary way and said, "I'm sorry to say this, girls, but in the three years they have been away, the boys have grown attached to their new lives. It is likely that they will not be returning anytime soon."

"What?" I felt like my heart had stopped. I was certain that my heart had stopped.

"I'm sorry. I cannot say more as details of the mission cannot be discussed, but I suggest you wait for them to contact you."

"Like hell I'm waiting for him!" Aisha shouted angrily. The water fairy stormed out of the room. The slam of the door shocked me back into reality.

All of my earlier doubts crashed down around me as I was faced with a far worse truth. I was so sure that he'd be here that I had been scared of not wanting him; now I realized that he was all I wanted. And he didn't want me. I fought the tears. I wasn't going to cry over him. He didn't deserve my tears. But still... he's just done?

Next to me, Flora was getting misty-eyed and Stella was already bawling. Tecna collapsed into one of the chairs with her head in her hands, pulling at her short hair as she tried to comprehend. Musa was so angry she could barely get out a full sentence.

"But he said- and then he was yelling- ohh, he makes me so mad- I cannot believe- and to get angry at me? As fucking if."

"I'm done. If he's done, I'm done," I stated. Turning to Codatorta, I said, "You can tell Sky that I've 'grown attached' to my new life as well. Quote me."

With that, I followed Aisha down the hall to where she was yelling at a poor freshman who had made the mistake of asking for an autograph. I quickly flew over to intervene. By the time I arrived, Aisha was shouting and crying at the terrified hero who was slowly trying to sneak into an open closet to his right. I rushed up behind Aisha and grabbed her around the waist. Letting her instincts and battle reflexes take over, she whipped around and pushed me away, but I held to her tightly. She started hitting me as she shouted obscenities at Nabu while I just hugged her, but all of her fighting just dissolved into sobbing into my shoulder as I stroked her hair. I willed myself not to cry as well, although I really felt like it.

The girls came up behind us as Aisha's sobbing became sniffling. She took a deep breath and stepped back from my embrace, putting on a brave face.

"Let's get out of here," she said. We all nodded in agreement. Our flight home wasn't nearly as exciting as the flight there had been.

Musa

My feet touched down on the Alfea quad first. I detransformed the second I landed, halfheartedly going through the moves as I was engulfed in magical light. I should have been feeling euphoria at being able to transform and detransform for the first time in years, but all I felt was numb. My anger had faded during the flight to be replaced with a throbbing ache in my chest. When the light receded, I saw that I was surrounded by the other Winx in the clothes we had arrived here in, our kids, and Ms. Faragonda. She must have put two and two together after seeing that we weren't with the Specialists, because she gave us a sad smile that only made my heart throb harder. Still, I was grateful for all she'd done for us.

"Mama!"

I turned as I heard the familiar voice of my daughter. She toddled over and threw her arms up to show she wanted to be held, which was strange since Tess hated being held. I took the opportunity and hugged her tightly. Holding her in my arms reminded me that I didn't need Riven. He wasn't the best thing to ever happen to me; Tess was. The ache in my chest dulled.

"Girls," Ms. Faragonda addressed us. We all looked up from our kids. "We need to talk about your next move. They may not have returned, but you still have lives to which you must attend and children that you still have to raise. The question of whether you should keep them in the dark about magic must be answered."

Tess started giggling at the mention of magic and clapping her chubby hands together excitedly.

"If I may overstep my bounds," Faragonda ventured, "I do not believe that magic should be kept a secret from them. I am not telling you how to raise your children, but trust me, they will figure it out on their own. If the accidental magic doesn't give it away, then the nature of a secret will unearth the children's true origins. The truth will always be revealed."

"The reason we left in the first place was so no one would know about our 'shame,'" Tecna reminded Faragonda, hugging Eddie more closely, "that the Winx Club had teenage pregnancies. We were supposed to be gone on a mission and never return."

"It's a little late for that," Flora pointed out, "seeing as, after our appearance at Red Fountain, all of Magix will know we're here."

"Exactly," Aisha said. "We can't come back to Magix. I, for one, am not raising my son in the glow of the spotlight. We all saw how the heroes reacted to seeing us again. Imagine what they'd do if they saw our children, how they'd react to that. I don't want Bay exposed to that."

"I agree," I said, thinking of how difficult it was for my parents when I was younger. They had to keep me away from paparazzi because everyone wanted a glimpse of the child born of a love strong enough to persuade a prince into throwing away his claim to the throne. My dad never regretted his decision or his love for my mom, but the press sure thought he did and made sure to point it out for the first few years of my life before the story eventually died around the time I was nine. I didn't want that for Tess.

Stella, who still hadn't stopped crying since we left Red Fountain, said through tears, "I honestly- I just can't come back here. I'm sorry, Ms. F, I really am. I want Lilly and Arty to know magic, but I don't- it hurts so much."

Bloom said, "I want to be the Winx Club. I want to be the Company of Light, and I want to be all of that for them, for you, but it doesn't really matter what I want. I'm a mother and what I want most of all is the best life for my kids. If that means keeping magic a secret, then so be it."

Faragonda nodded solemnly and echoed, "So be it."

Bloom silently opened a portal back to Earth with her hand. Holding one twin in each hand, she looked over her shoulder at Alfea for the last time. She gave a small smile to our former headmistress and then disappeared beyond the swirling blue portal. Tecna gave Faragonda a quick wave before grabbing Eddie and hopping through the portal after Bloom.

Aisha took a deep breath and faced the old woman who had changed all of our lives. "Thank you for everything, Ms. Faragonda. I mean it. Thank you for taking me in and believing in me when I was so angry and rebellious. I wouldn't be the woman I am today without your tutelage."

"And what a woman you are, Aisha," Ms. Faragonda said. "You've got a fine head on your shoulders, putting your child first. I have every faith in you."

Aisha teared up and her voice cracked as she said, "Don't forget to write."

Ms. Faragonda smiled and hugged the water fairy who broke down in her arms. Stella joined in the hug, sobbing loudly about missing her and all sorts of other sentimental things. When they finally pulled away, Faragonda's blouse was wet with tear stains, but she was smiling sadly. Aisha grabbed Bay and walked through the portal. Stella herded Lilly and Arty through the portal behind her.

Flora's triplets all hugged Faragonda, making the old woman choke up with emotion. She quickly sent the three two-year-olds to join their mother by the portal and with a wave and a kiss blown in the headmistress's direction, Flora and the triplets followed the other girls into the portal. Now I was the only one left.

"Musa," Ms. Faragonda said, turning to me seriously. I sensed the sudden change in mood as the air became charged with something foreboding. "Watch after those children. Just because you hide magic from them does not mean you can let yourself slip. You must stay on top of your game."

"Ms. F, what's all this about?"

The old woman sighed in a world-weary way that made even my bones ache. "There are darknesses in this world that no one can explain. In some places, light simply does not shine. Do not let your life be controlled by the things that go bump in the night. Take care of yourself and your children, because the Winx will return to Magix and they will not come easily. I wish I could tell you more."

"You can," I urged.

"No," she said, "I really can't. You must go now, but heed my words. This is not the last the Magix Dimension has seen of the Company of Light."

It was with those words that she pushed Tess and me through the portal that landed me back in our backyard on Earth. The swirling blue portal disappeared before I could jump back and ask more. When I turned around, the Winx were looking at me with questioning looks.

"What was the holdup?" Bloom asked good-naturedly.

"Uh," I looked back at where the portal had been in confusion before putting Tess down. I turned back to the Winx and shrugged. "It was nothing. Just a goodbye."

The girls accepted my easy lie and made their way inside, seeing as it was now nighttime. I looked back again at where the portal had been before I followed my friends inside.

I thought about what Ms. Faragonda had said for days after she said it, pulling apart each word and analyzing each syllable, but one thought followed me into my dreams and stuck to the forefront of my mind. What hadn't she said?

So... what do you think? Let me know in the reviews what you think about my portrayal of the Winx and let me know what you think of their kiddies! Do you think you can predict their personalities? Take a crack at it and let me know. In the meantime, enjoy the rest of the story and check out my profile page for my new poll.

Here, have a character chart to refer back to over the course of the story. Thanks for all the name suggestions!

Bloom (her twins have simple Earthy names b/c she's from Earth)

Alexander (Alex)- looks like Bloom but acts like Sky, social adventurous and spoiled

Isabella (Bella)- looks like Sky but acts like Bloom, stubborn passionate and proud

Musa (her daughter has a flowery name and an edgy nickname b/c it's like the two sides of music- flowery and edgy)

Tessitura (Tess)- looks like a tanner Musa but with violet eyes, mischievous cynical and loyal

Aisha (her son has a sweet water name b/c she's an Androsian helicopter mom)

Bay- lanky with wild light brown curls and brown doe eyes, naïve curious and compassionate

Flora (her triplets are named after the seasons of summer, autumn, and spring in Spanish)

Verano (Vera)- basically a brown female Helia, self-centered creative and frivolous

Otoño (Toni)- brown hair brown eyes brown skin, judgmental protective and calm

Primavera (Prim)- Flora's skin and eyes but hair the color of Flora's bang streaks, immature kind and outspoken

Stella (her twins have overdramatic names b/c she's an overdramatic sun & moon fairy)

Apolline (Lilly)- looks like a suntanned Brandon, obnoxious calculating and shrewd

Artemio (Arty)- has curly dirty blonde hair along with super pale skin and Stella's yellow eyes, calm complacent and dreamy

Tecna (her son has an intelligent name b/c intelligence is kinda her thing)

Eddison (Eddie)- looks exactly like Timmy with bubblegum pink hair, sarcastic intelligent and pessimistic

I hope you like my next gen. I feel bad I didn't make twins named Alex and Serena for Stella because one person wanted it so bad that I think they reviewed twice. I hope these weirdo names don't turn you off from my story, Stellastar. I would love for you to throw some other ideas my way in the reviews just for fun later on in the story. I always keep an open mind. And don't forget that the Trix still need baby names too! Icy's kid's names will be on a poll. Darcy has A LOT of kids with constellation names. Stormy's pregnant with a fiery baby. ;)

Love, Ru